Monster Girl Development Master

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[Inherent Ability - Toxin Resistance: Grants toxin resistance to friendly units within a 1km diameter]

[Production: One basic Lamia can be provided every fifteen days]

[Self-recruitment: Provide one ornate rapier, 2800 ml of Johnson's Blood or 280 ml of Johnson's Essence, and one dose of deadly poison to immediately recruit one Lamia.]

Chapter 140: Bloodline Identification

Two days later, at Leon Manor.

The nobles, who had only recently returned, gathered again in the familiar hall, chatting warmly. The atmosphere was far better than before. With those clueless fools gone, the undercurrents were gone. Moreover, with Zhuang Sen's sweeping reforms, the entire noble circle of Leon Territory had undergone significant changes, and the myriad factions had been purged, naturally reducing the amount of intrigue and scheming.

Another key point is that there's nothing to worry about at this banquet. It's common knowledge that the Grand Duke of Starr has close ties with the royal family and wouldn't oppose the King's investiture of Leon, especially since it's using the King's own territory. They're most likely here to win over their beloved Earl Johnson. They're not royalty, so they don't need to consider who Earl Johnson is loyal to. On the contrary, if Johnson could receive another title from the Duchy of Starr, their status would be elevated accordingly.

Just like a baron under a duke and a baron under an earl, both are barons, but the former are more proud and confident. Similarly, there's a difference between a double earl and a single earl.

In short, the attendees felt that today's banquet was a true feast where all they had to do was have fun, so they were very happy.

But Zhuang Sen, seated at the head of the table, and Princess Celine, sitting alone in a secluded corner, were not so happy. Zhuang Sen was pondering the reason why the Bloodline Order had made such a grand display, while Princess Celine was worried about how to stop her Uncle Borodi from trying to take her away.

……

Time passed, and a group of more than a dozen people, elegantly dressed and with impeccable manners, arrived at the hall entrance, presenting their noble documents. Upon confirmation, the doorman immediately announced their names: "Embassies of the Duchy of Starr, Earl Came, accompanied by Viscount Randolph, Viscount Kirk… have arrived!"

The loud voice silenced the noise in the hall. Everyone quieted down for a moment, then straightened their appearance, adopted an elegant posture, and looked at the slowly opening door with curiosity, excitement, and a touch of scrutiny in their eyes.

Unlike Princess Celine, who came in person, the group consisted of envoys from a duchy, the highest rank being only an earl. They weren't worthy of being greeted by the local earl; sending excellent servants to receive them and guide them was sufficient. The nobles of Leon didn't show the same reverence for royalty towards these travelers from afar. After all, who wasn't a noble? Besides, Leon was a place of scenic beauty, far superior to the Black Swamp.

Regional discrimination will never be outdated.

Count Came, or rather, Bishop Came of the Bloodline Order, walked into the hall with the air of a true nobleman, head held high and with an air of self-satisfaction. He praised Leon Territory and Count Zhuangsen with flowery tones and words, expressing his admiration and love for this land, his joy and satisfaction at personally setting foot here, and mentioning the noble mission given to him by His Excellency the Grand Duke... In short, it was a bunch of nonsense, which made Zhuangsen's ears hurt and even a little irritated.

But Zhuang Sen didn't interrupt him. He likes to waste time, huh? Whatever. Anyway, it's him standing there, not Zhuang Sen. Zhuang Sen will just treat it as listening to a rooster crowing... Speaking of rooster crowing, Zhuang Sen thought of an old friend, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up.

Zhuang Sen's demeanor, however, was interpreted as one of contempt by Count Came and his men—well, they weren't wrong, after all. Immediately, some of them became dissatisfied. Although Count Came was standing at the front and talking nonsense, he was well aware of the kind of people he had brought with him, and he immediately became somewhat nervous.

The Bloodline Order held differing opinions about Zhuang Sen. His method of seeking "cooperation" was somewhat unusual. Some considered it a blatant provocation and offense, believing Zhuang Sen should be captured immediately—after all, he was just a third-awakened bloodline user and a newly conferred earl. Others, however, argued that Lizad and Vol were merely lackeys and unimportant, especially since Zhuang Sen hadn't killed them and had demonstrated astonishing potential and skill, making cooperation or even recruitment entirely possible.

These two viewpoints represent the most mainstream opinions within the Bloodline Order. Others, such as those advocating for Zhuang Sen to become king or those wanting to capture him and use him as a stud, have little influence and cannot affect the overall situation. Among the Bloodline Order members who came this time, the number of "Zhuang Sen opponents" and "Zhuang Sen collaborators" was roughly equal. Bishop Came knew that those opposed to Zhuang Sen would inevitably cause trouble, but he couldn't stop them and could only try to delay.

Unfortunately, Zhuang Sen failed to notice the hint in Bishop Cameron's eyes and maintained his smug smile. So, after Bishop Cameron finished reciting those nonsense words, Viscount and priest Randolph, the main force opposing Zhuang Sen, immediately launched a challenge: "Your Excellency Earl Zhuang Sen, I have heard that you are learned and have a comprehensive knowledge of bloodlines. I wonder if you can discern the bloodlines of us?"

"presumptuous!"

"Be bold!"

Viscount Randolph's words were extremely presumptuous. Leaving aside the fact that a viscount was interrupting an earl so directly, the questioning and instructive tone he used towards Zhuang Sen represented utter contempt and offense. Therefore, upon hearing this, the nobles of Leon's territory all turned red with anger, especially Viscount Potter, whose face turned completely red with rage: "You madman! How dare you insult the Earl! I challenge you to a duel!"

Viscount Randolph grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, and was about to agree, then use his third-level bloodline strength to give Zhuang Sen's vassals a good beating to vent his anger, but Zhuang Sen beat him to it: "Lord Potter, step back."

Viscount Potter paused, angrily put his half-off gloves back on, and returned to the crowd. Viscount Randolph, though unable to make a move, showed no regret, continuing his smug attack: "Earl Johnson, your vassal's manners are truly lacking."

Who was Johnson? He wouldn't tolerate Randolph's behavior and immediately retorted rudely: "Yes, I have always warned my vassals not to bite back just because a dog has bitten them. That's something only swamp lizards do."

Viscount Randolph, with obvious signs of being a swamp dweller, immediately darkened his face: "Earl Johnson, you..."

Zhuang Sen interrupted him directly: "Count, although I understand that lizards can't remember too much, if you're not planning to spend your whole life in the swamp, you should at least remember some basic common sense... By the way, do you really wipe your poop with your hands?"

A burst of laughter filled the hall. The nobles of Leon Territory, no longer radiating anger, began telling swamp dweller jokes, much to the embarrassment of the Bloodline Order members, at least half of whom were swamp dwellers. But there was nothing they could do; after all, it was Viscount Randolph who had started the trouble and lost face first.

Zhuang Sen shook his head dismissively, then surprisingly brought up the difficult question posed by Viscount Randolph: "As for helping you identify your bloodlines, that's not a problem. Give me a vial of blood from each of you. After all, expecting you to carefully remember your own information is indeed a bit too much. Someone, come here."

The servants hurriedly presented the small glass bottle and silver knife they had found earlier to all the members of the delegation, with Viscount Randolph being the first to be presented, but no one was willing to actually do it.

Even if these people weren't from the Bloodline Cult, few nobles would willingly hand over their blood to others—what if their bloodline leaked out? The members of the Bloodline Cult were even more nervous, as most of their bloodlines weren't normal!

Chapter 141: Killing the Traitor

Earl Cameron glared at Viscount Randolph with displeasure, as did the rest of the delegation, including those who were also opponents of Johnson. They all thought Randolph was an absolute idiot! If you're so incompetent, why are you provoking us?

Count Cameron understood a bit better. The people he brought with him were mostly henchmen and researchers from the Bloodline Order. Their emotional intelligence and eloquence were only enough to keep them from being beaten to death, and they were simply not qualified to engage in scheming and intrigue with nobles... Although he hadn't expected Randolph's eloquence to be so far behind his research level.

I should have come to the banquet alone!

Count Cameron was filled with regret, but it was too late. Before he could force a smile and try to make peace, Zhuang Sen tapped on the armrest of the throne: "Why isn't anyone making a move? Were you all just deliberately toying with me?"

Although Zhuang Sen currently appears as a cute, angelic young boy, his inherent temperament hasn't changed much due to his bloodline. As Zhuang Sen's face darkens, the combination of his count status and powerful strength intensifies, causing tension among the members of the Source Blood Order, including Viscount Randolph, the provocateur. At this moment, he's practically cursing Came to death in his mind.

Wasn't it said that with His Highness the Grand Duke's name protecting them, Johnson Leon wouldn't dare to harm these envoys? This doesn't seem like he wouldn't dare at all! The data is so unreliable! You really can't trust these third-rate people who can't produce any research results!

The atmosphere grew increasingly tense, and the nobles of Leon Territory became serious, looking as if they were ready to join Zhuang Sen in action at any moment. This made the envoys even more nervous, and Zhuang Sen was even considering whether to take the opportunity to arrest them.

Just then, a silly voice rang out: "Um, Your Excellency, my sister and I have no blood relation, do we still need to give you blood?"

Zhuang Sen looked toward the source of the voice, which was a girl who looked as silly as the voice, about twelve or thirteen years old. She had thick, bright yellow hair that was slightly curly, and a chubby little round face that was as cute as an apple. Her two big, dark eyes blinked, revealing a clear innocence.

As Zhuang Sen's gaze shifted, another girl standing next to the first girl, who appeared to be about seventeen or eighteen years old, quickly stepped in front of her and said humbly, "Your Excellency, please forgive my sister's rudeness, she is just..."

"Don't worry, I wouldn't make things difficult for the little girl." Zhuang Sen waved his hand. "Since you two have no blood relation, then naturally you don't need to give it. But Viscount Randolph, and all the noble gentlemen, surely you don't have any either?"

Under Zhuang Sen's verbal pressure, Count Cameron had no chance to argue. He could only grit his teeth, cut his finger with a knife, and fill the small glass bottle in front of him. Seeing that Count Cameron had done so, the others naturally had no choice but to do the same. Soon, fifteen small glass bottles were filled and presented to Zhuang Sen.

Viscount Randolph looked displeased, but also smug, expecting Zhuang Sen to embarrass himself. In his opinion, Zhuang Sen would never be able to recognize their bloodlines, because many of them had stitched bloodlines like Lizad and Wall, which were "created" by their Bloodline Cult and could not possibly be known by outsiders!

He was determined to embarrass Zhuang Sen in front of everyone! To expose his hypocrisy!

But Zhuang Sen simply waved his hand: "Mira, my dear Grand Scholar, let this country bumpkin from the swamp see the might of our Leon Territory."

The country bumpkin from the swamp turned pale and was about to question Zhuang Sen's evasion, but Came turned her head and glared fiercely, forcibly stopping the idiot from continuing the operation. Blood God above, there was finally a way out, if this idiot dared to interrupt, he would personally send this idiot to the dissection table!

Indeed, even Count Cameron believed that it was impossible for Johnsen to discern their bloodlines. Therefore, he thought that Johnsen sent others to save face and to give these "envoys" a way out. In fact, the nobles of Leon also thought so. After all, who could tell the bloodline of someone they had never seen before at a glance? Moreover, these foreign nobles had never even heard of them, so it was impossible for them to cheat through heraldry.

With these thoughts in mind, Mira approached Johnson, opened the first glass bottle, gently sniffed, and calmly read, "Gem Lizard bloodline, third awakening, am I right, Count Came?"

Count Cameron looked shocked: "Yes, yes, madam... Grand Secretary."

Mira didn't answer. Instead, she opened another glass bottle, smelled it again, and then her delicate face contorted: "Disgusting... Blue Flame Spirit bloodline, mixed with the scent of Soul-Binding Demon. Hmm, it should still be Blue Flame Spirit bloodline, right?"

Mira coldly watched the scene below. The Bloodline Order warrior who had stitched together the bloodlines of Blue Flame Spirit and Soul-Binding Demon was sweating profusely, and the others also looked tense and fearful, even somewhat at a loss.

They could accept that Mira recognized Count Came's gem lizard, since it was a "normal" bloodline. But the fact that even the sutured bloodline within the cult was exposed in a single sentence was completely unexpected, especially since Mira's method of identification was simply by smelling their blood, without even using any instruments—the Ancient Scroll Vampire, kid!

Amidst the astonishment of the nobles of Leon Territory, the members of the Bloodline Order monotonously performed the actions of opening the glass bottle and revealing their bloodlines. The members of the Bloodline Order went from shock to sweating profusely to worship, eventually giving up all thought. Their performance greatly surprised the nobles of Leon Territory, who developed a sense of awe for Mira, whom they had previously paid little attention to and assumed had only become a Grand Scholar because of her status as Zhuang Sen's woman.

Regardless of their changing moods, Mira continued working, quickly reaching the thirteenth glass bottle. Mira's eyes flashed as she said, "Fire Bear bloodline... but it also has the scent of Frost Wolf bloodline. The concentrations of the two are almost the same..."

Viscount Randolph was smug. There are differences in suturing bloodlines. If one bloodline takes up too much space, it's no different from a single bloodline. Ideally, it should be split in half, but achieving that is very difficult. However, Randolph is a master of this! Some scoundrels didn't believe it before, but now that the respected Grand Scholar Mira has said it himself, let's see how they can still argue.

Other members of the Bloodline Order also looked on with envy and jealousy. Only some of the better students among the nobles of Leon Territory felt something was amiss. How could someone awaken their bloodline and still have a 50/50 ratio of multiple bloodline concentrations?

At that moment, they heard a voice from above: "My Lord! That fellow is a spy for the Bloodline Order! Only members of the Bloodline Order would possess such an unusual bloodline!"

Zhuang Sen flew into a rage: "What! You audacious spy, how dare you show your face before me! Light of Judgment!"

The sudden surge of intense killing intent and dazzling holy light startled Viscount Randolph, who had just been smug. The imminent crisis left him no time to think, and he instinctively revealed his true bloodline form—the upper body of a wolf made of ice crystals, and the lower body of a black bear engulfed in flames.

This bizarre combination led the nobles of Leon to readily accept Johnson and Mira's deliberately clumsy performance, even believing it to be a genuine expression of emotion. Meanwhile, Count Cameron's heart, which had just begun to breathe a sigh of relief, plummeted back to rock bottom, utterly shattered.

If Randolph hadn't revealed his true bloodline form, he could have offered assistance. Even if he couldn't save him, he could use this as an excuse, relying on Duke Starr's name, to make things difficult for Zhuang Sen. But Randolph did reveal his true bloodline form, and his strange, obviously abnormal appearance was impossible to hide. If he intervened again, what if he was accused of being an accomplice?

What if Zhuang Sen uses this move to attack others? He's the only one in the entire delegation with normal bloodline; the rest have stitched-up bloodlines!

I should have kicked out all the people who opposed Zhuang Sen!

Cameron thought fiercely to himself, but quickly put on a look of surprise and fear on his face—well, fear didn't need to be faked—as he watched the light of judgment engulf Randolph.

At the same time, a huge holy spear fell, a boulder fell from mid-air, a dark vortex fell, and lush green thorny vines fell... In the end, only a messy, indistinct mass of flesh remained.

Chapter 142: The Gift

The entire Zhuang family worked together, and even with a significant amount of water involved, they still managed to blast a hole through the hall floor, creating a large crater. Randolph's sauce was unevenly smeared into the crater, turning into specks of crimson. Those members of the Bloodline Order who were close to Randolph even clearly saw how he was transformed into Randolph's sauce. This sight was so gruesome and disgusting that even these researchers, accustomed to conducting experiments, found it too bloody and repulsive.

This sudden change silenced the entire banquet hall. Neither the members of the Bloodline Order, Princess Celine, nor even the nobles of Leon Territory expected that Zhuang Sen would kill Viscount Randolph on the spot, and in such a gruesome manner! Even if he were a spy, he should have been arrested and interrogated, or at least let the Duke deal with him.

Killing him like this is not only disrespectful to Duke Starr, it's practically a blatant slap in the face!

Even if Viscount Randolph was the one who spoke rudely and insulted first, it was still very likely to provoke the Grand Duke's wrath. If it caused a war, the Land of Leon could not withstand the army of an entire duchy. Not to mention that the Duke of Starr had a very close relationship with the King, and might even incur the King's reprimand as the Earl of Leon.

The nobles of Leon were also sweating profusely.

Zhuang Sen, however, remained relaxed, leaning against the armrest with a lazy smile on his face: "Count Came, I didn't expect the spies of the Bloodline Order to be so rampant, daring to infiltrate His Excellency the Grand Duke's delegation and tarnish His Excellency's reputation, don't you think?"

They slapped you in the face and then asked you to help explain yourself—that's really going too far. The nobles of Leon even sympathized with Count Cameron, thinking that the count would definitely fight Zhuang Sen to the death—after all, they were both counts!

However, Count Cameron felt a chill in his heart. He had no confidence in fighting the Zhuang family. There were at least three of them who had awakened three times. He could fight three of them alone? Dream on! Besides, if anyone else used their Bloodline True Form, it would completely expose the identity of the Bloodline Cult, unless they could kill everyone present, including the servants and attendants!

Putting aside whether it's even possible, Count Cameron had already spotted Princess Celine watching from the sidelines—Me, kill the princess? Really?

Princess Celine is just an ordinary person; killing her would be easy. While the Azure Star Guardians are elite, most of them are still ordinary people. The problem is the consequences of killing her. A princess dying in the territory of Leon, especially at a banquet during the Duke's delegation's visit, would definitely be seized upon by the Titan King to cause trouble. What if this exposes the Duke and the Order...

Count Cameron was sweating profusely, realizing he had only one choice: "You're right, Your Excellency! That damned fellow dared to impersonate Viscount Randolph! It's all thanks to you for discovering his problems and avenging Viscount Randolph! But what is this Bloodline Order you mentioned?"

Zhuang Sen's lips curled into a smile as he applauded Earl Came's excellent quick thinking. At this crucial moment, he still remembered to dismantle the linguistic trap Zhuang Sen had laid; knowing when to speak up showed some skill. If Earl Came had simply accepted the existence of the Bloodline Cult, Zhuang Sen would have asked him how he knew about the organization—even His Majesty the King didn't know, so how did he?

It's not a pity that he didn't succeed, after all, he still has to cooperate with the Bloodline Order. It's just that these guys don't seem very smart. Do they really have any good technology?

Zhuang Sen's mind was a jumble of thoughts, but he maintained a polite smile on the surface: "I'm glad you don't mind my overreaction. It's just that the thought that the Bloodline Cult was responsible for the previous Earl's bloodline mutation made me a little agitated. I should have spared his life and interrogated him for information. I was indeed too naive..."

"No, no, no, you did very well." Count Cameron's heart skipped a beat again. He actually thought that Zhuang Sen had done a good job killing him. After all, if Viscount Randolph had been kept alive for interrogation, Count Cameron believed that Viscount Randolph would have told him everything he knew immediately... So it seems that Zhuang Sen still had the idea of ​​cooperating with them and was just punishing the offender?

After exchanging a few more polite words with Count Cameron, Zhuang Sen's attitude returned to its original state. This time, no one thought he had gone too far; on the contrary, they thought he was a truly enlightened lord.

The opposition to Zhuang Sen's faction, having made such a huge blunder and lost a key figure, immediately lost its voice in the conversation. The faction that cooperated with Zhuang Sen gained the upper hand, and Count Cameron naturally had no objection. He immediately steered the conversation in a conciliatory direction: "Your Excellency, please allow me to present you with a gift. It is a small token of our appreciation from His Excellency the Grand Duke and us."

Zhuang Sen nodded: "Oh, bring it up."

Servants naturally opened the door and led the way, first bringing in several large chests. Count Came opened them one by one, revealing a chest full of gold coins, a chest full of jewels, and a chest full of potions, exuding an air of extravagance that completely overshadowed the bloody stench of Randolph. The nobles of Leon, who had just been on edge, relaxed upon seeing Count Came's actions and instead became envious.

The Duchy of Star has its own currency, and because it possesses the largest gold mine in the entire Falling Star Kingdom, the gold content of Star gold coins even exceeds that of the Falling Star Kingdom's official gold coins. Generally, two Falling Star gold coins can be exchanged for one Star gold coin, and judging from that full box, there must be at least more than 10,000 of them, which means it is worth at least 20,000 Falling Star gold coins! Not to mention those glittering gems and extraordinary-looking potions. All of these combined are theoretically enough to buy several viscountry territories and then piece together an earl's title.

But that wasn't all. After introducing these "vulgar" things, Count Came clapped his hands again: "Your Excellency, besides these vulgar things, we heard that you have a fondness for beautiful women, so we have specially prepared some beauties from the Duchy of Starr for you. Each of them is a seasoned veteran, highly skilled in various arts..."

As they were talking, a group of about seventy or eighty women poured into the hall. Each of them was dressed differently. Some were heavily made up and dressed lightly, while others were plain-faced and conservative. Some were mature and charming, while others were young and innocent. It was a veritable garden of flowers, each vying for attention. The entire hall seemed to have suddenly transformed into a land of women.

Especially after these women confirmed that the pink-haired boy sitting on the throne was indeed Earl Zhuang Sen himself, and that he appeared petite only because of his bloodline, they put in a hundred percent effort. Whether their gazes were directly flirting and seductive or indirectly admiring and adoring, they seemed to be glued to Zhuang Sen like silk threads.

Zhuang Sen tilted his head and complained to his wives in a low voice, "Aren't you going to stop them?"

Dantalian's smile remained unchanged as she replied softly, "Just a bunch of playthings. If you like them, I'll find you more, darling."

The other monster girls didn't speak, but their attitudes were similar. Even Hana didn't bother to look at these beauties. The Flor family had raised "bloodline thieves" before, so she wasn't worried about Zhuang Sen being seduced by such women. Instead of worrying about that, she should think about how to improve her skills.

Zhuang Sen was speechless: "Forget it, I might as well use the extra essence for the nest. Why leak it to these 'battle-hardened' and 'skilled' bloodline thieves?"

"Ah, I've already chosen the people to find for you..." Anjie looked at Zhuang Sen innocently, then got a sharp rap on the head.

Ignoring the bratty little sister who was deliberately looking for a beating, Zhuang Sen waved his hand and said, "Let's forget about these. I'm not interested in them. But these two ladies are more to my liking."

Zhuang Sen looked at the pair of sisters who had been at the beginning.

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Chapter 143: The Golden Daughter

Zhuang Sen's first statement surprised everyone. "Look at who's standing and sitting around you. How can you say you're not interested in women?" But they realized from the second half that he was only uninterested in these professionals, which was normal. After all, it was also normal not to want to reveal his bloodline. Even Count Cameron wasn't too surprised. In their eyes, a schemer and ambitious man like Zhuang Sen, who had murdered his brother and father at a young age and usurped power, certainly wouldn't be too obsessed with women. Bringing so many women around was just a way of passing the time. What if he succeeded?

The only ones who truly felt regret and disappointment were the professional women themselves. After all, missing out on such a perfect prey—with impeccable looks, abilities, and background—was an immense regret for them. They knew that if they had successfully bid, even if Zhuang Sen denied it, they could have made a fortune by taking him home or simply selling him to someone else.

What a pity, such a pity.

Then they heard the second half of the sentence and, following Zhuang Sen's pointing finger, saw the two sisters in the Bloodline Cult. Those with different styles were one thing, but those who shared the same innocent and naive image stirred jealousy and resentment within them. They were all the same type, so how come only the two of them managed to snag such good men? Judging by their attire and actions, they had absolutely no skill whatsoever!

Meanwhile, Count Came was sweating profusely again and hurriedly said, "Your Excellency, please forgive me. These two ladies are called the Golden Ladies. Oh, that's what we call them in the Duchy of Starr. You can understand them as the daughters of the Grand Duke of Starr, not... uh, gifts prepared for you."

As Count Cameron explained, the professionals who had just been jealous immediately lowered their heads, as did some of the nobles who had been jeering, fearing that the embarrassed count would take his anger out on them.

Zhuang Sen wasn't embarrassed. Instead, he casually said, "Oh, is that so? Then I wonder if the two noble ladies would be willing to discuss matters of bloodline with me? I mean, I happen to know something about the bloodlines you two possess."

"what?"

"Ok?"

"what did you say?"

Zhuang Sen's words once again disrupted everyone's thinking. Weren't they talking about choosing women? How did they suddenly bring up bloodlines? We were just having a dirty talk, and now you're being serious?

Seeing the bewildered faces below, Zhuang Sen shook his head: "Let me put it this way, everyone, I'm only interested in those with bloodlines, so it's not that these ladies lack charm, it's just that they don't suit my taste. As for these two Golden Ladies, didn't they say they don't have any bloodlines? Well then, I think Your Excellency wouldn't mind having two more sets of bloodline knowledge, would you?"

Dantalian frowned slightly and whispered in Zhuang Sen's ear: "Them too?"